The Vampire & The Witch(Trials of sucess)

Part 15

All I heard was beeps from a machine, which automatically made me realize I was in the hospital. I heard the doctor tell someone that I had a concussion, but then I slipped back into sleep. I couldn't say anything and I couldn't even move. I wanted to let them know that I was fine, but this darkness paralyzed me and consumed my mind. I woke up in the hospital room, I tried to sit up but the pain was too much.

"Don't do that, you're bruised."

"Josh, I'm sorry, I tried to text you but..."

"It's okay babe."Josh said.

"I was so scared."I started crying and carefully Josh put his arms around me.

"I know it's not your fault."

We stayed there for 30 minutes just holding each other in silence until he spoke again.

"Paris, I have some news for you and I don't know how you'll feel about it."

"What happened is it Nana? Did Nick get Nana?"

My heart rate started going up higher.

"No, everybody's fine, its just...Who's Nick?"

"Veronica's husband."I stated.

"Veronica is the red head that they found dead in the warehouse?"

"Yea, I'll explain it all later, but what do you have to tell me?"

"Your dad is here."He said.

"He's what!" I sat straight up and regretted it," oww."

"Take it easy, the doctor came in and told me that you had a visitor."

"And so you let him in?"

"He wanted to see you, he was worried and I couldn't stop him, he's your father after all."

"How long was I out?"

"Two days. Does this mean you want to see him?"

"Two days!" It feels like I've been here for an hour.

I knew he wanted me to answer the question, I just...it's too much.

"I can't believe you out of all people would let that jackass in."

"He's your father."

"He's nothing to me, a father doesn't leave his child to grow up resenting him."

"Really Paris? You should be grateful for a dad, let alone two that care about you. My dad died right in front of my eyes! Do you know how it feels to be 9 and watch your father get shot? You need to stop acting like a bitch. Yes he left you but he came back and you didn't turn out a screw up!" He yelled.

"Get the fuck out." I said while staring at the wall.

"Paris I.."

"Now! Get out now!" It hurt to scream but the pain in my chest was worse than the pain in my side.

He walked out of the room leaving me in tears. I wasn't crying because he called me a bitch. I was crying because deep down I knew he was right. I can't let go of the fact that he left me for another daughter. It broke my heart for a long time, I thought that I did something wrong to make him leave. I was so depressed until Charles,my step-dad, came along he picked up the broken pieces and made me feel whole again.

Is it too late to run away? Have I dug a hole too deep to get out of or is my fear making me weak. Just then a knock came from the other side of the door. Wiping my tears away I called to the door.